Cefalù has everything – yet we want to get on

38° 2′ 16.8216” N 14° 2′ 0.186” E

April 17th

The city of Cefalù has according to the guide books – even the occasionally critical lonely planet – everything: a magnificent beach, a truly wonderful historical center with a magnificent cathedral and beautiful medieval streets with shops and restaurants. My soul what do you want more?

We want to get on.

It’s all very beautiful. Narrow streets with laundry from house to house, aesthetic decay in beautiful colors, but more than every second shop sells souvenirs, and if you have experienced Palermo’s fantastic decorated churches, it’s frankly difficult to fall in love with Cefalù’s pride, the cathedral. The city is too cute, too artificial, too possessive towards tourists.

We spend the night a little outside the city, where we get the choice between a berth with electricity or one with water. Both? No, that is not possible. Toilets and baths are not available either. The bridge is controlled by the man who owns the gas station. He takes over price for diesel. Requires 30 euros for a berth in a port, which on a whole day was called by three sailboats. It is not demand that drives up the price.

Bonus Info: Try the northern part of the harbor. It looked a bit better. Like many other Italian ports, the different bridges in Cefalù are commissioned to individuals, and there is a huge element of lottery in whether you get in the claws of the “right” people.